Dropping the beat
No, Biff, you leave her alone. George, aren't you gonna kiss me? I don't know, I can't keep up with all of your boyfriends. you guys look great. Mom, you look so thin. Marty, one rejection isn't the end of the world.
Its good. Alright, punk, now- It was meant to be. Anyway, if Grandpa hadn’t hit him, then none of you would have been born. I know, and all I could say is I’m sorry. Yeah well look, Marvin, Marvin, you gotta play. See that’s where they kiss for the first time on the dance floor. And if there’s no music, they can’t dance, and if they can’t dance, they can’t kiss, and if they can’t kiss, they can’t fall in love and I’m history.
Kids, we’re gonna have to eat this cake by ourselves, Uncle Joey didn’t make parole again. I think it would be nice, if you all dropped him a line. Whoa, wait, Doc. About 30 years, it’s a nice round number. Marty, don’t be such a square. Everybody who’s anybody drinks. George, help me, please.
This sounds pretty heavy. Great good, good, Lorraine, I had a feeling about you two. What did you sleep in your clothes again last night. Marty, you’re beginning to sound just like my mother. How’s your head?